This morning was glorious! My cup was overflowing, and merry streams trickled out on children encased in silly songs and raspberries. We rowed right through morning to-do's and floated into the schoolroom, where peace was displaced, momentarily.
"Does Mommy love you?" I asked, after love was administered.
"No!" Came vehemently, with furrowed brow, and then,
"Yes," and his eyes found mine and he hugged me, tied tight with the strings of silly songs and raspberries...